Tonight's Poet Corner: Riveting

Riveting
by Belinda Roddie 

riveting spectacle
can only be riveting when
two lights
shine above downtown
and spin around each other like
fireflies in a mating dance

the way the whipped cream
melts in your cocoa
is similar to the
swirling
that duplicates across a two
thousand mile radius
across the country sky

from tiny doughnut shops
to bloated yachts
snoring by the bay side
there are rainbows pivoting
like pinwheels
stars rotating
on an endless axis
before dissolving into
the Milky Way

very,
very
white

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